up the hill - fly deezy lyrics
(chorus)
know i got problems, addicted to cash
i like to count it up
she got a problem, addicted to bags
she got her balance up
sport mode i’m on the e*way fast
i got that bah beside me
heard that he broke and that’s why he be mad
f*ck attention put that boy in a cast
f*ck attention ima run up a bag, but you already knew that
f*ck attention she gon still give the cat up
and my crew ran through that
making hits i should pull up with a bat up
come from the bottom i had to do better
f*ck attention i do this for the real
come from the bottom, made it up the hill
shiiii… the man n*gga it been that it’s gon stay that
aye aye
f*ck attention n*gga been the man i’m on my sh*t boy
uhh
(verse 1)
been on my sh*t like a baby
i’m on my sh*t like the 80’s
you want me to pull up and do what i do?
n*gga you gon have to pay me!
anxiety driving me crazy
know they talking but that don’t phase me
i’ma ball, however, don’t rate me
whip the corner, don’t move with no safety
i done stacked it up tall like a toddler
i’m back in there, i didn’t need no barber
all white on me, i’m drippin’ in tarter
all eyes on me, i could be a model
coming straight out the mud like a fossil
before i knew her name i met her tonsils
and i’m having my way with no whopper
and i blew h*lla cake with no toppers
(chorus)
know i got problems, addicted to cash
i like to count it up
she got a problem, addicted to bags
she got her balance up
sport mode i’m on the e*way fast
i got that bah beside me
heard that he broke and that’s why he be mad
f*ck attention put that boy in a cast
f*ck attention ima run up a bag, but you already knew that
f*ck attention she gon still give the cat up
and my crew ran through that
making hits i should pull up with a bat up
come from the bottom i had to do better
f*ck attention i do this for the real
come from the bottom, made it up the hill
(verse 2)
stepped in with the loubs on, yea yea yea
from the buck and they know i’m that n*gga
9 on my side and i ain’t no sitter
and she got a lil’ thang for deez, just tell her run*up in the bank for me
and the ball in my court, drop some ball like a jamboreeeeeee
ion get no peace, uh what they want from me?
gold on my neck like mr.t
know the engineer i ain’t missing no beat
ufo 5% with no key
cleaned up stress i ain’t using no leaf
name being heavy so i can’t eem creep
think my jewelry got add
(chorus)
know i got problems, addicted to cash
i like to count it up
she got a problem, addicted to bags
she got her balance up
sport mode i’m on the e*way fast
i got that bah beside me
heard that he broke and that’s why he be mad
f*ck attention put that boy in a cast
f*ck attention ima run up a bag, but you already knew that
f*ck attention she gon still give the cat up
and my crew ran through that
making hits i should pull up with a bat up
come from the bottom i had to do better
f*ck attention i do this for the real
come from the bottom, made it up the hill
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